The Strongest Dan God Chapter 397: Hundred ghosts walking at night!

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Beyond the Heavenly Gate, a group of people were struck by the blue sky and struck the head.

"Master Wang, this is true, Ye Zifeng ... would he even use Voldemort?"

"No, it is impossible for most people to spend time learning such a cold thing."

Profound Sect is a major school, and its martial arts exercises are as vast as the sea.

A person is too late to learn sword repair, sword repair, spiritual repair. Who will learn the formation of the side door, especially, this is still the knowledge related to the corpse. If you think about it, you feel that your scalp is numb. .

Wang Rui looked at them and looked up at them: "I do n’t need to lie to you. The demon formation is true, and if they are really life-threatening, I just shot across the border and saved They are. "

"This ..." everyone pondered, still unbelievable.

"Huh, Ye Zifeng poses an ambush, what's the fuss about."

A cold female voice rang from the ears of student.

"Sincere Master, dare to ask you what you think ..."

"High opinions can't be talked about." Qin Jue's smirk face slightly sneered: "However, you must know that since Ye Zifeng is proficient in dao of alchemy, it is bound to be quite familiar with medicinal ingredient. dao of alchemy and battle line There are many similarities in this case. So, it is indeed refreshing for him to be able to put up a demon array, but why should he be surprised at this point? "

"Um ..."

After hearing Qin Juexin's words, everyone thought about it carefully, and it made sense. The sound of this discussion was considered to subside, and they all retreated.

"... Wait, Master Wang, I have one more thing to ask." Gu Yuanwu's face was heavy, and he walked to Wang Rui's side and whispered.

Before Master Wang said for a long time, he was talking about Ye Zifeng. Then, did Zhao Shucheng's life and death matter?

"Gu Yuanwu, I know what you want to ask ..."

Wang Rui gave the other person a deep look and said again.

"It's just that Zhao Shucheng you care about is now fighting against the enemy with Ye Zifeng ..."

After a moment of silence.

In the eyes of Gu Yuanwu, the glint flashed, and the look on the old face suddenly changed.

"What?"

......

The night is terrible, and the mountains of corpses make it impossible to look straight.

Groups of ghost servants, former servants and successors, rushed into this demon formation like moths.

Blood is their food!

All they can do is follow their instincts.

Every time they strike, the Voldemort Array emits a golden light, and the pattern will be slightly dimmed. Over time, the periphery of this Voldemort Array has loomed.

"Cough, cough ..."

Zhao Shucheng licked the blood on the corner of his mouth and said angrily: "Ye Zifeng, is this still endless? If you go on like this, Fumo array will be unable to withstand it."

"Wait ..."

Ye Zifeng frowned, looking into the distance, not knowing what he was looking for.

"Wait and wait, this sentence, you have said it five times, I just gave you fifty Qi Replenishing pill, I have n’t seen anyone like you, and now it ’s not just the last one. Did you tell me, what the **** are you waiting for! "

It is true that they killed a lot of ghost servants, but there are too many ghost servants left in front of them, which is almost comparable to the number of locusts.

Kill one batch after another, kill a group, and another group.

Moreover, a person ’s spirit must be highly concentrated. If one is not careful and gets bitten, who knows if he will be infected.

In Zhao Shucheng ’s view, if it were not for the existence of this demon formation, Ye Zifeng and others would have already died and did not know hundreds of times.

After a moment of tranquility.

Ye Zifeng's eyes lit up suddenly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Finally, let me wait until ..."

"What are you waiting for?" Zhao Shucheng heard his words and looked up at Ye Zifeng.

The rest of the people, with their tired eyes open, looked towards the distance.

In the rainy night, around the corner.

A slim woman, holding an oil-paper umbrella, walked slowly from afar. The thin purple clothes, ethereal and ghostly atmosphere, had her own unpredictable feeling.

"Uh!"

The cold light glanced over, the purple electric flying sword was attributed to the scabbard, another head of the ghost servant, flying up in the sky.

"Ignoring the death of so many ghost servants, you really feel suffocated." Ye Zifeng withdrew the sword, stared at each other, took a Yuling Pill from his arms with a smile, and gave it shadow ghost.

He paused for a moment, and continued, "It's just that I didn't expect that the master with so many brutal ghost servants turned out to be a woman."

"What? She is the master of the ghost servant?" Ye Xueyi and Liu Ningzi glanced at each other and said in surprise.

"If you do n’t believe it, you can observe what the ghost servants are around."

Everyone was shocked, and followed his words, glancing around.

Sure enough, from the appearance of the purple-dressed woman, a group of maniac ghosts gradually quieted down, and their dull pupils showed slightly dull eyes.

Moreover, as the woman in purple clothes approached, their emotions calmed down and separated themselves into two rows, allowing the woman to pass through the middle, and when she passed, she followed closely.

From a distance, the scene of so many ghost servants following such a woman holding an oil paper umbrella is like a ghost walking at night! Especially spectacular!

Obviously, she is the master of these ghost servants.

It rains more.

In front of the Voldemort, the purple-clothed woman stopped, but the oil-paper umbrella she held in her hand still blocked her face, making it unclear.

Ye Zifeng also walked out of the Voldemort formation and slowly moved closer towards her.

A sizzle.

She reached out and jade fingers pierced the corner of the oil-paper umbrella.

Through the hole-like round hole, she saw Ye Zifeng, then frowned, and a surprised color flashed in her eyes.

"I did not expect that the person who killed me as many ghost servants would be a young man like you. At your age, you can force me out personally. You should be proud. Tell me your name . "

Her voice is jerky, like the gloomy temperament she exudes.

"Ye Zifeng ..."

"Oh?" Her laughter was light and abnormal, scary.

"Very good, Ye Zifeng, is a good name. At a young age, you can still put up a demon array. Your master, presumably spent a lot of effort to cultivate you."

Ye Zifeng chuckled lightly, undecided. At the moment, he just smiled and walked a few steps forward, getting closer to the other party.

"By the way, youth leaders like you, let me guess, is your Realm in Martial Disciple 3rd stage, or Martial Disciple 4th stage?"

After hearing the words, everyone looked at each other and looked at Ye Zifeng, a little speechless.

"Did you say you have arrived, Martial Disciple 5th stage Realm?" The woman in purple was slightly startled.

"Is this ..." Ye Zifeng chuckled and still said nothing.

You ca n’t blame her, after all, the strength of people who have been to this deadly town before is basically of this grade.

Seeing that Ye Zifeng did not answer his own question, the face of the woman in purple suddenly sank.

"Well, no matter what you do with so many things, you encounter me, then this demon formation will be declared invalid ... Tonight, I will make you a living sacrifice, and then become a ghost servant!"

The words fell, she passed a coldness in her eyes, and she had just planned to shoot, Ye Zifeng had already stepped out of her.

"Demon Fox!"

It ’s too late, it ’s fast.

In the beast refining token, a flash of light suddenly flashed, and a beautiful figure with a graceful appearance appeared beside Ye Zifeng.

The demon fox appears like a thunder with a flat bottom, which is extremely unpredictable.

"Ye Zifeng, hold me for most of the night, but let me come out." Yao Hu Qiao's face, with a trace of obvious thin anger, the light in his eyes condensed, fixed on the lady in purple clothes Body.

Ye Zifeng chuckled: "Holding you is just letting you vent at the moment. By the way, this thing is for you, wipe some on your hands." He said and threw a small bottle to the demon fox.

"Okay, what you said, even if you accidentally ruined the Voldemort Formation, then I do n’t care!"

A huge fox shadow quickly condensed into shape, and sharp and sharp fox claws appeared, straightly grabbing the purple woman in front of her eyes.

"What? Is this ... Could it be profound -tier's dear?"

In her view, all night, hundreds of ghost servants attacked Ye Zifeng. He was so suffocated that he still had no use for the profound -tier monster pet.

Obviously, from the beginning, Ye Zifeng was guarding against the ghost servant master, that is, her existence.

This boy ’s heart is terrible to the extent of what kind?

The woman in purple dress frowned, and did not move, still standing on the spot.

The shimmering light in her eyes, her thoughts moved, and quickly controlled a group of ghost servants, like a human wall, blocking herself in front of her.

With this method, she has tried many times, and she can always turn danger into danger.

However, "bang bang" several sounds.

Fox shadows rushed all the way, leaving three paw prints on the neck of each ghost servant, blood flowers flying.

"I want to block me with this little bite, you too underestimate the strength of my profound -tier monster."

Although the current strength of the demon fox is only Martial Disciple 3rd stage Realm, but her combat experience is quite rich, these ghost servants are not very powerful characters in front of her, and they have all become the targets of her anger.

The woman in purple clothes was stunned, slightly surprised: "How could this happen, you are clearly not in the formation of the Voldemort, how can you hurt the ghost servant, can you say ..."

She propped up the small hole in the oil-paper umbrella a little, and looked up at it. Suddenly, she saw a little silver light in the hands of the demon fox, and her heart was terrified.

"It turns out that it is a silver heart powder to restrain ghosts, Ye Zifeng, hello big handwriting, even such magic weapon can get hands."

"The prize is over, a little dust, I am afraid it will not be able to enter your eyes."

Zhao Shucheng's heart is very depressed, what award? What fine dust?

This thing should have been his!

Ye Zifeng smiled a little, the star eyes shone, and continued: "And, you should not pay more attention to this than this, is your situation now?"

I saw that the demon fox was like a broken bamboo, and in a blink of an eye, it hit the woman in purple clothes. His blood was running like electricity, his fingertips were extended, and a claw was flew hard towards her!